I'm a simple emigrant, and I don't need a lot to be happy

People often think that moving to another country is wonderful, and that very fact will already make you happy. But in reality, it's far from that. Any move, even within the same city, is not the easiest undertaking. If you're simply changing apartments, you have to go through and pack all your things, while you think ten times about whether you really need each item in the new home. If you're moving out from your parents' home, then add to this the fact that a wide world of utility bills and cleaning supplies opens up for you, which until now always appeared in the house by themselves and were simply there. Moving to another country is all of that and much more. For example, airline baggage restrictions mean you'll have to take only what is absolutely necessary, planning to ship the rest by mail or come back for it, or buy new ones on site. The lack of basic understanding of where you can buy certain things is easy to Google, but how to find the thing itself? Getting into a new language and cultural environment, where you try not to do anything extra, because “what if it's insulting?” In my view, moving to another country is like money: it's good if you need it to achieve a grand goal, it's good when it's only a means. And it's very bad when it is the very goal itself. Here, as they say, you can go anywhere, but you will always be “yourself” there, and that's the main point. Wherever you are, try to make it so that you and those around you feel good and comfortable. Be it Russia, Germany or Singapore, it doesn't matter. Because geographic location by itself does not make you happy. #emigrant_happiness